Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1887-02-02
FIREMEN SPIN YARNS.
SOME LIVELY RUNS MADE OVER
The CENTRAL.

polishing the brasses on his engine. The
reporter paused unseen, for while the
fireman worked he sang. These were the
words his rich baritone voice rolled out:
My neIghbor's husband Is an engineer,
And alw avs, day and night. through sun and
ram,
When past her lowered window speeds his
train.
Close in the morning whistles wake ! hear
\ low. clear cSll across the distance blown.
An Idle sound TO others seems the strain,
The secret signal in that swift refrain.
\ message holding for Loves ear alone;
And she, amid her cares, takes heart of grace
From that winged thought which, through
the widening space,
True as carrier dove, has homeward flown"
The reporter was about to make his
presence known. when once more the
fireman lifted up his voice In song:
His runs were ever fair and true,
HIS track he watched with leat.
On time he always put her through
Deaths whistle rang out clear
Down brakes To-day his headlights DIM
Ills ties on earth are split:
torbear. Nor think 20 rail- at him;
TINS man was full of grit"
"A good thing, said the reporter, ad-
yancing, "tor any man to he full Of"
"Halloo! How're you: You are right"
replied the fireman, wlping his greasy
right band on his racket and cordially eX-
! tending It. Pm gettin' the engine ready
for her northward trip. The boys on
the lS5 have made a parlor of their cab
and We VINO run on the ISL an the l34
don't intend TO be lett behind. I'll bet my
/ head against a toothpick that there amt
three other engines in the United States
that are kept half as clean. You can ride
in the cab o any ore o. 'em an come out
as clean as you went ip."
What's the news" inquired the re-
porter.
NOTABLE RUN.
"Well, don't know IS there's any.
| Talkin' about the 1873. though, she's a
dandy. Bouiineau-W. W. Boulineau-
holds her throttle lever. You know there's
lots o. fuss in the papers. just now. about
the New York Herald's fast train that
runs from New York to Philadelphia in
an hour an fitty-two minutes. Well, sir,
Boulineau an 1888 came out o. Atlanta,
not long ago, pulIin' train No. 81.
It's quick run that train
makes. an there aintaDy time at stations
/ for SpaTkin' the girls, The l33 was built
I right here in'tnese shops. Her cylinders
/ are Is by "a. and her drivers are feet 8
/ inches. The day I'm talkin' about she
/ pulled four cars from Tennille to Mid
vile in tfty-seyen minutes an made four
( stops. includIn' one TO take water. The
l distance Is forty miles. / tell you, sir,
1 that train fairly burnt the wind"
/ TIRED OF RUNNING IN THE SHADE.
Nv ell" said another fireman, walking
around from the other side of the engine,
"Boulineau had better luck than Bill
Ryan once had. Bill come out O Macon
one day vita weak engine an a heavy
/ freight train He didn't like il. but he
couldn't help Ii. COMM on down the
road tue train struck big upgrade, an
; it was bard work gettin' over.
/ Bill pulled his throttle wide
/ open. but 1t was no use. The
/ Bill got mad. He jumped down OF his
I box an caught mis- fireman BY the arm.
! "'LOo& mere ne shouted, you see that
! tree over there in that held.'
/ Yes. slr. l see it,
"'W ell. you take tue ak out o the tool
box an 20 over there an cut 1t down. PYe
I been EuIDin' in its shade for the last hour
; Il 'a-ba,l. an I'm tired of itr"
RUNNING OVER DEAD TREES.
"Talkin' about trees" said the first
fireman. reminds me o. Frank Sales, one
( o the oldest engineers on the Georgia
railroad. When John P. King was Presi
dent O. that road he am Sales were
/ thicker'n hops. Every time sales would
run into Augusta he'd go 'rcuud TO the
/ office an have a talk with King.
/ "'HslloO, Sales King would say, any
l thing nevs
Mo- Sales would reply. nothing,
I 'cept l run over a tree at the 5S-mile post,
an If it hadn't been dead you wouldn't
see me here to-day
/ After the same sort o. talk had been
goin' on about three years, King sent
some hands up to the SS-mile post an had
I all the trees in a quarter o. mile O. tue
track cut down. Next trip Sales went to
see King as usual.
"'Halloo, sales King said. as the old
man walked In, anything new@
No Sales replied. nothing, 'eept
run over tree at rne 5S-mile post. an If
II hadn't been dead you wouldn't see me
here to-day
WAY said King, that's STRANGE"
"Wbyt
"'Because l had all the trees in guar
! ter OF q mile OF the 5;-miie post cut
down.
You didF exclaimed Sales. Wv ell.
you have PLAYED Il. Longs tree stands
( IN the ground there Amt no danger in it,
/ but tne minute you cut II down it'll roll
. right down on the tracE At the 53-mile
post sure's ny names Sales. I'm goin'
/ 10 quit tue road,
An BE did, but Hing persuaded him
Z 20 come back. and he's still runnin' over
dead Trees al the 5S-mile post
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